"So what are you going to do now?"
Matthew spoke with his huge body on his head. While he was speaking, he looked at everything around him with a hint of joy.
The stance of Wrath of the Berserker would not normalize his physical flaws, and those eyes were not a manifestation of the Nephalem bloodline.
Those are a pair of eyes belonging to the devil!
Matthew moved his new body a little, and his expression became weird.
The things that the devil can see in his sight are different from his memories of sight when he was a human child. At least everyone he sees in his eyes is still the same, but he doesn't know why in his heart. But the concept of "ugly" is constantly being spread.
Something was wrong, and this obvious conclusion was not enough to affect Matthew's will. But he was still worried, worried that he might not know when he would change due to this weird sight.
The more you study the law, the easier it is to ignore your emotions when looking at things.
Matthew is an excellent legal worker, and he deliberately controls this "bad" change.
"Constantine wants to fulfill his contract, right?"
Luke patted Matthew on the shoulder and let out a long breath.
Although I have long been prepared to die in battle, it is good news that I do not have to die in battle now.
Luke was not going to speculate on what the Demon of Destruction was thinking.
He still likes everything to be simple, and the most he can do is risk his life.
"Now I just want to know how to change myself back to my original self."
Matthew said a little irritably, he had closed his eyes.
Until there is no way to control the negative effects of these eyes, the best choice is to restrain your desire to see the world again.
"Is the power of the Nephalem like this? I am definitely reborn! But what will the Demon King of Hell and the Angel of Hope think of me?
Is it acknowledgment that I, as an ordinary person, cannot be among the ordinary Nephalem? Or do you see me as a threat like those first-generation Nephalem?
And, Dr. Doom. For the sake of saving your life, can Latovilla really not prepare a private room for me with unlimited supply of Silka cigarettes? "
Constantine behaves more chicly now, at least he is not as rude as before.
Who knows what he really looks like, but one thing will not change, and that is Constantine's scumbag nature.
At most, this scumbag will become a little more polite after letting go of some pressure.
"Don't try to threaten me. Even though I have lost my power now, I am still somewhat sure that I will die with you! Scum!"
Dr. Doom was held by Constantine's belt, and his body was so fragile that he could not even lift his head. But it is still full of the powerful spirit that belongs to the king.
It's just that it doesn't seem like a wise choice to show yourself like this at this time.
"Okay, okay! Great Doom, now I want to invite you to go to Buster Tower with me. Your old friend is very worried about you, so he entrusted me to negotiate with you, but I have something to say first, although Mr. Reed has been paid, but that payment does not include my need to save your life.
To be honest, I offended a very troublesome guy. "
Constantine kept talking about rewards, but he seemed to be in a really good mood at this time.
The feeling of regaining the freedom of the soul is more enjoyable than smoking a silk card, hugging a succubus, and eating watermelon in the summer.
Compared with the feeling of injecting something that cannot be named into his blood vessels, he liked this kind of freedom more.
"If you put me down now, I'll give you more. If Reed wants to see me, let him come to La Tovilia!"
Dr. Doom is still very determined, at least his bones are strong.
Seeing him like this, Constantine took advantage of the opportunity when Dr. Doom couldn't even lift his head to wink at Luke, probably meaning "Why didn't you break his bones before?"
"Dr. Doom, I think you won't deny that you can't defeat Matthew and I without planning to die together. We just want to ask you a few questions, and you should be able to give us the answers we want. .”
Luke doesn't care what Constantine wants to say, he just wants to know about Baal now.
Whether it's good news or bad news, knowing this is enough.
"Hey! What are you talking about to the great 'Dr. Doom'? Even though he looks like a stray dog with his spine broken, he is the king behind the country of La Tovilia! What's more, Tony Stark's college roommate and Fantastic Mr. Reed's research partner!
Although he doesn't have any products that can compare with the first two in terms of technology, he is still a mage! A powerful, well, relatively powerful mage.
Especially now, he is a strong man in a devil's body who doesn't know whether he is human or not! "
Constantine spoke in a sinister tone, sounding like he was introducing Dr. Doom to Luke, but everyone basically knew that he was reminding Dr. Doom to figure out his identity.
If Dr. Doom's brain could still function normally, he shouldn't continue to be stubborn in this situation of absolute disadvantage.
Dr. Doom was held in Constantine's hand, and his body was trembling constantly. In the eyes of others, this trembling was like Constantine holding a full-power pile driver.
Both of them were shaking, but fortunately there was no fat on Constantine's face, which made the current situation still visible.
"Are you insulting me?"
"You were the one who insulted me first, Dr. Doom! Do you want to know who you can defeat in your current state? Shouldn't you be so insane, or are you saying that you will not be taken away by the blood of the devil? Is it just bragging if you act on your will?"
Constantine smiled and continued:
"You'd better regain your cool head and think clearly about your current situation!
Look at the two big guys over there, one is named Luke and the other is named Matthew. Their identity is no secret to you, yes, they are barbarians!
The kind that is so savage that it can eat demons alive. Look at the fangs in Matthew's mouth. They grew like that in order to be able to chew the demon's bones!
Now, the new and weak demon, Dr. Doom. You may be one of the few intellectuals in the Burning Hell, but I am very sure that those demons will not be interested in the knowledge in your head, but they will definitely be interested in your brain!
Do you know what to do now? "
Constantine spoke a series of words quickly, and the messy news made Luke a little angry.
Since when were savages considered cannibals? That is to say, it is not appropriate to "negotiate" this issue with Constantine now.
"I'm going to see Reed, but you better be prepared."
Dr. Doom hesitated before giving this answer.
Although he already had a grudge against Constantine, a scumbag, he had to admit that he was just a piece of fat now.
This is true no matter which party it is.
But if he gets to the territory of the Fantastic Four, then at least the safety within the area is guaranteed.
Reed is worth far more than killing a Latovilian backstage king!
Also, the Fantastic Four are the kind of superheroes who are moral models, and their protection is enough to stop Nick Fury.
Dr. Doom still accepted the favor. He knew very well what Nick Fury was. After all, his identity determined that he would have many contacts with SHIELD.
"What preparation?"
Frank sat down on the back of Nick Fury's life substitute and lowered his head as he spoke.
He doesn't feel well now either.
Although the injuries caused by the destructive power on his body began to improve after Doom absorbed the remnants, this was far from a complete recovery.
Although he had been observing with a sniper rifle at the beginning of the battle, he would have preferred to stay far away if that bastard Nick Fury hadn't come running towards him.
He wasn't sure whether Nick Fury was being petty, but Frank had this suspicion, and it was very strong.
When the two of them were sweeping through dangerous organizations together, every time there was any accidental injury, Nick Fury, that bastard, would come back the next moment.
So Frank thinks that even if this guy is not petty, he is definitely not that big. ①
"Be prepared for the next phase where Reed thinks demons are human."
Dr. Doom said with a sneer.
When it comes to who knows Mr. Fantastic best in the world, perhaps even Reed's bedfellow and brother-in-law don't know as much as Dr. Doom.
Under the gentle surface, that guy is fanatical and stubborn about science.
"Sounds great! So what will Mr. Fantastic do? Develop a machine that converts humans into demons? Or start the experiment on his own body first?
I didn't know there were rubber demons in the Burning Hell. "
Constantine said nonchalantly.
Humans transform into demons?
From his understanding, this kind of thing is whimsical.
Yes, the Hell Demon Kings need more demon cubs to enrich the Burning Hell, but they don't want the Burning Hell to be filled with traces of humans at all.
For angels, humans have a demonic side, and for demons, humans also have an angelic side.
Maybe the devil just wants to do bad things, and it might not matter whether the target is a person or something else.
"Actually, there are similar ones, such as those guys who can lick the flesh off your body with their tongues from a long distance away."
Luke interrupted Constantine's words, although he understood that Constantine was using his own way to dispel some of Dr. Doom's unwanted thoughts.
But this approach didn’t sit well with Luke and Matthew.
They don't care where Dr. Doom goes, or what happens to Dr. Doom in the future.
Now they only have one idea, and that is to hear all the news he knows about Barr from Dr. Doom!
"Also, Constantine, you are now a Nephalem, and it is absolutely necessary for me to tell you some of our experiences."
Luke tried to take away the right to speak in this overly simple way. The idea was good, but the method was too crude.
Now they are not a team of heroes, but a group of people with different demands who have to meet here because their demands point to the same person.
"No, maybe your relationship with the ancestors on Harrogas Mountain is not as good as mine."
Constantine threw the cigarette butt casually on the ground with a look of perseverance on his face.
After getting rid of Auriel's influence, this guy showed some rebelliousness.
Hell Detective Constantine is not a temperless guy. Most of the inmates who made him angry have been released from prison and changed their environment.
Like a mental hospital?
"What I want to remind you is, don't talk about demons in front of us until you have survived the tide of demons. That is ridiculous, and it does not have the caution that a mage should have!
You swelled! "
When Luke spoke, he appeared directly in front of Constantine, his dark face very solemn.
It is true that Constantine became a Nephalem through his own series of calculations, and by the way, he also regained the freedom of his soul. This approach is very powerful and fully demonstrates the abilities of this hell detective.
But that can't change that Constantine is just a newborn Nephalem. Even though he has a greater and brighter future, he is still a rookie!
"Oh, this is really a heartfelt statement. But when I was an ordinary person, I was able to wander between heaven and hell. Although now heaven has 'higher' in front of its name, and hell has also begun to 'burn', But so what?
That's all. "
Constantine said this, and everyone looked at him strangely as he spoke.
This guy is not an ignorant and fearless guy. Although he is full of courage, he should not be so unwisely inflated.
Or, what is this guy planning?
Frank snapped his fingers at Constantine, attracting his attention.
"Dude, have a cigarette."
Frank interrupted the conversation, which was probably full of conspiracy, and took out a wad of bills from his pocket.
"Of course, we are friends."
Constantine smiled and took out another unopened pack of cigarettes from somewhere and threw it directly towards Frank.
Then he kept rubbing his fingers, like a fly rubbing his hands.
Frank took one of the bills out of a pile and threw it to Constantine.
But after Constantine accepted the banknotes, he continued to rub his fingers.
"Go away, that banknote is enough to buy several packs of these cigarettes!"
Frank spat and drew his pistol.
The power of death that kept flashing on the muzzle made Constantine's eyes flicker.
Frank is reminding him not to forget the existence of "death"!
A guy who walks a tightrope among multiple forces cannot ignore any existing force. Any mistake may make his death several times more tragic!
"It's okay. If you need anything else, John Constantine will serve you wholeheartedly."
Constantine made a promise as a thank you for Frank's reminder.
